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I gave birth for the last time in October 2011. I was 42 years old. A little less than three months later, on New Year’s Day, I ran a four mile race in town. It’s a race that’s held every year. Since I had just given birth a couple months ago and hadn’t run while …Read More

I used to always look younger than my age. And now, at 47, I think things are catching up with me. I’ve got serious crow’s feet. My eyelids are getting heavier. My eyebrows are disappearing (what the hell??? — nobody warned me about that one). The chin and neck hairs are becoming increasingly difficult to …Read More

A couple days ago, I was in the car with Number 3 and he asked me, “Mom, did you used to be pretty?” Used to be? I looked at him in the rear view mirror. “Yeah, I think I used to be pretty,” I told him. I get it. I’m in my late forties. I’m …Read More

Somewhere along life’s path something happens. There is an invisible line that you cross. A switch that gets flipped. And you inevitably go from semi-cool parent to really-cranky-old-person-who-forgets-the-first-seventy-five-years-of-your-life. I’m really hoping I manage to avoid crossing this line. But I know how I am now. I can’t remember what day it is most of the time. …Read More

Back when I was a teacher, I remember going on a field trip with my class. There was a mom chaperoning who was sitting across from me on the bus. She had on this v-neck t-shirt, and I was looking at the skin on her chest. It had some visible wrinkles in it. Not just …Read More

When I grow up, I want to remember what it was like to be young. When I grow up, I want to remember how hard being a parent of young children was. When I grow up, I want to have an appreciation for my past. But also embrace the future. I want to stick to …Read More

I’m getting older. The signs are all there. It takes a good 5 or ten steps for me to get up off the couch and walk with no pain anywhere in my body. The recovery time for things I used to do without batting an eyelash has increased significantly. I have wrinkles. On my knees. …Read More

When I was little I always wanted crutches. I would see injured people hobbling around on those things and watch them enviously. My brother and I even went as far as jumping out of a tree in the backyard in an effort to break a leg so we could get some. It never worked, thank …Read More

My parents were in the same kindergarten class. Can you imagine? They started dating when they were 14, and they were married by 20. You don’t see that happen too often anymore. Or ever. So when they were 24, I entered the picture. When I was a freshman in college, my parents were 41. The …Read More